No Words For My Love (i e - "God")

OK, a lot of my blog readers think that I’m Out To Lunch. Well, in this case they are right because I have spent the half hour doing just that- eating lunch. But I want to talk a little more about some of these metaphysical theories people have, such as “string theory”, and Thom Hartman mentions string theory as a possible explanation for the origin of the Universe, but I’m not sure how. Many use the illustration of violin players all playing different tunes. Someone else talked how a whole symphony note could be replicated in all its complexity just by using sine waves. It was in late May of 1982 when I think we said that when Beethoven wrote a symphony it not only had to be brilliant but it “had to have a quality of inevitability about it”. When people talk about going to heaven or “Meeting our maker” certain obvious problems present themselves. Many tie going to heaven to a date, like the date you died. So you’re like a new recruit in some private boarding school not knowing your ass from a hole in the ground and you walk around not knowing who your friends are or what the rules are. Some may say that your birth in eternity began the day you got Saved. But even at that you hate this DATE in time like March 24, 1976 when you suddenly ARE when you WEREN’T before that. So you have this aspect of novelty or unfermiliarity about heaven, and- - perhaps if you are saved- - you constantly fear that others with Seniority over you like Chuck Smith and Greg Laurie or Mario Merillo will be calling the tune. How much better to have the Mormon model where Heaven is a Return to a state you existed in before you were incarnated on Earth. You remember the preacher at Bob's funeral a couple months ago said that "we are now in the second act of a three part play". After all it seems silly to me for a state of Timelessness to be delineated by that fixed moment in time, either when you died, or when you got Saved. But there are other problems. If you read the Bible you get the idea that when Jehovah was young and didn’t know better he gave man free WILL and gosh darn it- - Mankind actually decided to USE the Free Will God gave him to try and better himself. So God says “That’s the last time I’m ever going to make That mistake again” and so in Heaven it will be a place where neither Sin, nor Free Will is tolerated to any degree. Oh I know Neil Savedra talks about free will- - but he doesn’t believe in it. If he did he wouldn’t keep such a tight reign on the content of the show. Another area where Neil Savedra is talking out of his ass is when he says “You can’t truly have Good without the presence of Evil”. Given this axiom it would follow that Heaven is not a GOOD place, because there is no Evil there. In my prophecy book I taught that man HAD free will in the Garden but that he forfeited it when he sinned. And I went on to say that the more sin you have the less free will you have. So in my model, Heaven is a place of perfect free will and that Hell is a place of actually NO free will. But people believe these “strings” go across the whole Universe. They speak of gravitons being different in that they are circular strings and so much weaker than they otherwise would be. The analogy is used of hearing the balls clink on a billiard table- - and what you hear is an indirect manifestation of the actual impact. In my current model of the Material Universe- - - Ether is what gives space it’s actuality, and gives gravity its actuality. I don’t believe you can attach the equivalent of a water filter on your faucet to somehow “strain out” the gravitons, and from then on once these are eliminated, you would have a gravity free world. And you know my position on anti matter. It can’t exist in our space. Period. And if my adage holds true about “the type of space the substance is surrounded by is dictated by the substance itself” it makes me wonder where I or You or Anybody could even EXIST in heaven. I just don’t see it. For one thing a wise person once said “If you truly LOVE someone then you love the things he or she loves and hates the things he or she hates. This isn’t true with God. To quote from the movie Rain Man, “I get the feeling if I were to cease to exist- - he wouldn’t notice it- or even Care”. So much of Christianity is dominated by Marcionite thought in which “God made a horrible mistake even creating the cosmos”. Roy Masters carried out this idea in saying that deriving pleasure from things like music, or loved ones, or even pets, is a self indulgent sin. So I’ll conclude that at the present time Heaven is something I can live without- - because devoid of the things I love- - - or even time itself- - I guess I just don’t see the Appeal of it.

Here we are typing in “Normal” format on an overcast Sunday May 22, 2011, and “In my Life” is playing now preceded by “Girl” on KLOS. Blog readers of mine may question whether I’ve been in ”normal” mode for weeks now. When I turned on KLOS they were playing “Eat at Home” and continued through side two of “Ram”. Of course when the Ram album came out fourty years ago today or whenever most of the people in my social circle thought the album was a little sappy and sentimental and too heavily dominated by that “late Beach Boys” sound as in post 1966. Mc Cartney admits to being influenced by “Pet Sounds” like on the Pepper album, but at least John was there to keep his influences in check, and not go absolutely nuts. Of course as you know a lot of the crowd I hung out with was into hard rock allright, but also into things like Chicago blues and British blues. This is utterly absent on Ram. It was early February of 1982 when I bought “Rare Hendrix” followed by “Roots of Hendrix” a few months later. If you love psychedelic blues and want to be in seventh heaven, these are the albums for you.

Last night I watched the Mc Laughlin group last night and I was in for a funny surprise. It seems three fourths of the group believe Obama was not wrong to have made that speech on Israel on Friday or whatever. Pat Buchannon for one thinks Israeli president Netenyaho treated the President shabbily because the reality of the thing is that the world as a whole wants to see a Palestinian State in the mideast. Now I hear that the U N, that bastian of Satanism, plans to seat the PLO deligates in September as an official representative of the yet to be sanctioned Palestinian State. So it would seem that the President was just thinking in the broader international perspective. The Federation, of course, was delights with the President’s speech. I don’t know. Can you really get the leader of a Nation for some fifteen years to make consessions with a gun to his head?

After this it was Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune. At eight Hawaii 5-0 was new on CBS instead of SCI. So I booted the computer and took a walk down memory lane. I read entries around mid June of 2007. I was actually thinking of posting on line the entire long entry of June 17^th 2007, which actually covers about two days of stuff. The cast of characters is different from now. This is the period when I was evidently trying to quit smoking, and playing chess with Marcus. In the game reported I actually beat Marcus, which didn’t happen that often. And he didn’t take the loss well. Marcus and Cindy hadn’t been here all that long, and would both only stay a few more months. Not Cynthia Little but the fat lady with the sanguine personality. Of course the big event was going to parent’s house to visit Dad there at home for perhaps the last time. All five nuclear family members were in attendance without the wives. It’s a little depressing to read the dialogue. Of course back in June 1971, if not earlier, I had predicted that June 16^th of 2007 would be the end of the world, apparently at a quarter to three. So naturally I was wondering “what I would be doing when the world came to an end”. If I had that day to live over again I think I would have done something different, but I’m not sure exactly what. As you know the past two summers a jinx has descended on me starting about June 10^th of both years. In 2009 in particular I was not a happy camper that summer as one bad event after another washed over me. I didn’t sleep all that well last night- - and I think I kept having dreams that I was a bad person somehow.

In the morning I got up late and got coffee from Dana. I had Good Morning on and they were talking about Donald Trump. All of these “reality” shows are taking on a highly scripted, soap opera quality. It used to be I watched Apprentice to get a feel of what it’s like to apply for a job and be examined and scrutinized. Then you have all these shows like “Lost”, which gotta be scripted. And of course it’s get all slobbery and sentimental over Opera Winfrey’s last TV show. I guess I’ll check in just to see what is doing, and maybe be qualified to comment on it. We had oatmeal for breakfast and a fried egg with toast and butter and jelly. Coffee was half generous. I watched Meet the Press. That Daniels guy, who I had never even heard of two weeks ago, isn’t running for president anyhow. Tim Pollente will be announcing. John Hnutsman looks to be another centrist alternative for the Republicans along with Romney. Paul Ryan is an articulate, clear headed person even if his ideas are dead wrong. He presents them well. But it would be stupid for him to leave his current job to run in a race in which he would most certainly be one of the many losers. The Iowa straw poll vote usually occurs in August.

Of course December 21^st 2012 will be here before you know it, and that will be another occasion for media hysteria. We all need a diversion to take our minds off reality. They are playing “She’s So Heavy” right now. One thing Paul is inconsistent on is the blues by himself. “Smile Away” is a good song, and there are some others. Of course one album I always thought Pete Richards would like, though I don’t think he’s ever heard it, is that “Masters of Reality” album with “The Blue Garden” on it, that I bought in early May of 1989. It’s almost the last vinyl album I bought, “Naked” by the Talking Heads being the final vinyl album around August first of 1989. Both of these albums are worth buying in vinyl if only for the art work. There are times when I think vinyl albums sound better anyhow. I guess I’ll smoke a cigarette. All five birds were in the cage today. It’s the first time I’ve seen both dark gray birds in weeks. I sure wish they had included “Good-bye My Love” on Anthology. Others make these decisions.